This shirt means a lot to me. These pipe-shaped cuff links won't ever be removed. It is and will be saved with all its details. A shirt that I chose for my father. The shirt he wore on his last dinner before leaving for Heavens. It still has his fragrance. I still feel him wearing it.

I miss you. And there's not a single person on this planet who can replace you! You will always be remembered. Your precious things will always be saved - kept with utmost care and devotion.

The more I'm reminded of this song, the more I miss you!
And it's so true...
آپ جھاں بھی رھیں
آپ ھمارے تو ھیں

دور جو آج ھیں

یاد آتے تو ھیں

خواب ادھورے سھی

خواب سھارے تو ھیں

آج بھی میری راھیں روکتی ھیں

یادیں تیری دامن کھینچتی ھیں

بھول چکے ہیں جو ھمیں

یاد آتے تو ھیں

صدیوں کے فاصلے آج ھیں درمیاں

ھو جائیں مگر، جتنی بھی دوریاں

آپ جھاں بھی رھیں

آپ ھمارے تو ھیں

خواب ادھورے سھی

خواب سھارے تو ھیں ۔ ۔ ۔

جانے پھر کب ملیں تیرے میرے راستے

آس ٹوٹے نہیں ، یاد اتنا رھے




رات ڈھلنی تو ھے

آنے اجالے تو ھیں

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So I streaked my hair today - Burgundy/wine shade. Around 3 years I dyed my hair completely, and thanks to the good growth of my not-so-beautiful hair, the dye has moved down to the tips only. So today, bitten by a keera, I asked Momma to streak my hair. And they look so cool now =) This black-burgundy shade is looking awesome-ish!

So tomorrow when I'd straighten my hair, they'd look almost the same as shown in the picture above. =) Makes me feel happayyyy :P

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میں ھوں بہت ھی عام سا
اک قصہ ناتمام سا

نا لھجہ بے مثال ھی
نا بات میں کمال ھی

ھوں دیکھنے میں عام سا
اداسیوں کی شام سا

جیسے کہ میں اک راز ھوں
اور خود سے بے نیاز ھوں

نا رانجھا نہ میں قیس ھوں
نا انشا نا ھی فیض ھوں

میں پیکرِ اخلاص ھوں
وفا ، دعا اور آس ھوں

میں خود سے خود شناس ھوں
اب تم ھی کرو یہ فیصلہ۔۔۔

میں ھوں بہت ھی عام سا؟
یا پھر بہت ھی خاص ھوں؟

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Mocha Java Chocolate Mousse of Pie In The Sky. Ultimate beauty and scrumptious!



And that's my share of the yummylicious mousse =)



Good music, a good book and a good piece of mousse can make my day any time! =D

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Yeah, I was bored, so I had nothing to do but post these images. =/

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And this thing has refreshed me up!!! Really!!

I remember when I was in grade 7th or so and fell ill very seriously, my father bought for me The Book of Virtues. And I forgot half of my illness. =)

And today I was having eye infection and fever and cough and flu (taubahhh!), and I had asked my bro to get me the Rubic's cube. And now the eye infection has reduced, the headache has also alleviated and cough...well, it's still there :D Oh, I should make a sad face =(

No more boredom now, I hope =)

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So, the uncle who was checking my documents and certificates before the interview asked,

Uncle: "Tau Aap kis mein interested hein?"

_____Pause_____


Me: *bewildered* "Uh, I'm sorry?"
Uncle: *grins* "City Campus or Main Campus?"

Hahahaha. Totally cracked me up! :D

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Dearest Papa

I'm proud and honored to to give this glad tidings to you. I don't have words to describe how I feel. Okay, well... I cleared the IBA test and interview. Alhamdolillah! I wish you were here. I wish I could celebrate my happiness with you. Seeing me getting into IBA, the best business school in the country, was your dream. You invigorated the spirit in me. I wish I could actually show you the results, discuss the idiotic paper with you and share with you how beautifully I messed up the paper and still managed to get a good score =)

When I came home after having that awful-est exam of my life, I wanted to share each and every question with you, I wanted to cry and see you getting a lil mad on me. I wanted to share stories about all those weird candidates who appeared in the test and how insaan-like they were looking when they came for the interview. Lol. Silly, no? =D

It's not that I don't share these things with Momma, it's just that I miss you, I miss your views, I miss your golden words, I miss sharing things with you. I miss just everything about you. You have no idea how badly I want you right now. Right now with ME. I've got tons of stories to share with you, and I need your opinion, your share on them.

On this big day of my life, I'm not a least bit happy. I don't feel this feeling in a true sense. My whole class is happy for me, my teachers, my fellow bloggers, my dearest siblings, and Momma of course. But I feel hollow. I need my motivator back. I need YOU back!

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I'm proud of the fact that I took an initiative to make this of your dream come true. I hope I remain steadfast in these 2 years. And I hope I pursue my further studies/ work even more diligently.

I don't think I can write anymore now.

*Big hugs*

Yours

Umema A. Siddiqi, aka "Book Two"

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